cross

Wooden symbol representative of war and peace, a patch of desert in the Middle East where suddenly Jesus is white with blue eyes. Bible pages burned and left unglanced, contradictory doctrine makes for a confusing bestseller. The magic of the night sky before the time of electricity. Golden cross across her chest, tattoo on his back. This reclaiming of faith for a persona they’re too young to know yet. What were once travelers escaping religious persecution have now become the persecutors. When the minority becomes the majority, seems that power could give anyone a heady feeling and they start believing their own lies that fall out of their mouths; A waterfall of disappointment. Painting landscapes and running out of green. Nails in the cross, pain and suffering. When will it mean something to us other than what we are told? Walking in sandals on the concrete sidewalk, white robe, long hair, beard. Timeless, Kahless.

Author: Roe

29. she/her. Songwriter & Trek Punk Soul™.

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